Victims Of Lies
It's not unpatriotic,
To take a stand...
Against decaying issues
Affecting your fellowman!
Or raising a voice,
In nonconformist flair.
If more believed in justice shared...
Conflicts experienced now,
Would not exist!
Would not be there!
But indifference and greed,
Has freed a beast that seizes...
Rights once taken for granted,
Now all are inflicted with much that displeases!
And opportunities we all had,
Now dissolve before our eyes.
'What about 'us'? '
Are heard the shouts and cries.
By those of cold shoulders who now clearly see...
It's not me,
But even they...
Who have become victims of lies,
Released and processed freely!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Flip That Coin That Had Been Dished
It is all quite obvious.
No one should concern themselves
With being labelled unpatriotic.
Or anti-establishment...
With nonconformist inclinations.
Or be told with the boldest of self-centered greed...
'If you don't like it 'here',
Go back from where you came from! '
A statement frequently used by those who abused,
The rights of others blatantly!
And of course they had already been 'there'...
Stripping the land of its resources.
And turning those on their own homelands,
Into their own personal slaves!
And living grand.
As they watch them suffer...
From an assortment of dire conditions.
Even today,
This is documented!
With a pretense,
Of how they wish to have them saved.
To teach their children the act of charity!
As they masquerade their demented ways.
I think it's quite clear...
Those that have been thrown out of their own homes,
By their own greed and treachery.
Wish today,
When they prayed...
They had wished they had done so,
To mend their own selfish wisckedness.
That now betrays,
Their superior wishes
To see themselves worshipped...
As rulers over others.
Instead of victims of their own ignorance!
But then again...
Some lessons aren't learned,
As much as they are repeated.
To feel the heat of burning.
Over and over again.
Most of them enjoy implementing self defeat.
As if they miss...
The hell they receive.
Now being self inflicted,
By desires to feed...
A gluttonous unlimited greed!
Bleeding from their beliefs,
To bring themselves everlasting sorrow.
With a truth abandoned.
But emphatically...
A process,
To become traumatically confronted.
'Why do you insist upon being so racist? '
I beg your pardon!
I am not a racist at all.
These are merely observations,
From one who had been oppressed...
By another's restrictive, inclusive happiness!
You can call it an unsweetened delivery of thought.
If you wish...
To flip that coin that had been dished.
Rusting or not!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Era Freed
That strangle hold of deceit,
Released.
A ray of Sun appears,
Through the cracks of doors...
Slowly opening.
Tears are drying from needless wars.
And the urge to address...
The presence of conflicts,
Once pressed upon hearts...
Suppressed with burdens,
Lift to erase fear from faces.
An era freed of thieves and treason...
Comes.
Bold and daring.
And equipped to whip,
Those losing their hold on demonicness.
There is no place for evil to exist!
An era freed of thieves and treason...
Comes.
And those who choose to know it...
Will lay down their weapons in defeat!
'These are My people!
And you will let them go!
Or prepare to pay the price...
In your defiance! '
Sayeth 'The Voice' that speaks.
Witnessed by those who see...
An era freed,
From the misdeeds of wickedness.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Juggeling justice
In the absence of justice
we wrote a book of Law
In lack of a devine Equality
we built or society on flaw
For the Priviliged ones
This was a land of opportunity
But for any to cross its Borders
it was a cold system, without care for dignity
For although we hoped for a Better Future
and believed we were working for one
we kept the people that would make that possible
Constantly shut away from our sun.
In the absence of justice
we said 'every man on his own'
yet believed we still had the right
to others' lives and opportunities own
poem by Agnes Török
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Must Be Freed
The ante-bellum Negro prayed,
For God to intercede,
And God in answer to him said,
'Your children shall be freed.'
The hand was seen upon the wall,
The fates at once decreed
That Negro bondsmen one and all,
Should soon be free, indeed.
'If Abraham Lincoln's president'
The South said, 'we'll secede;'
They apprehended he'd consent,
For Negroes to be freed.
To battle North against the South,
O'er states rights was agreed,
But echo from the cannon's mouth,
Said, 'Negroes must be freed.'
Confed'rates did with marked success,
McClellan's steps impede,
Till Abr'm Lincoln did confess,
That Negroes must be freed.
The Union boys with heaven's strength,
From that time did succeed;
And fought with valor till at length,
The Negro slaves were freed.
The Jim Crow car for Negroes made,
To crush their pride, indeed,
Has on the harps of thinkers played,
Those people must be freed.
The right of suffrage from the men,
Is taken out of greed;
A better day is coming when
They shall from this be freed.
Black men before the lyncher's rope,
In vain for mercy plead,
But justice cries, 'There is a hope,
From such you shall be freed.'
From ignorance and poverty,
From superstition's creed,
From those who crush his liberty,
The Negro must be freed.
The hand has written on the wall,
The clouds must all recede,
For God Whose word can never fall,
Says,'Negroes must be freed.'
poem by Lizelia Augusta Jenkins Moorer
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The British Red Cross asked me to help them spearhead a fundraising campaign for the victims of the war in Nicaragua. It was a turning point in my life. It began my commitment to justice and human rights issues.
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Diminishing In Support And Interest
The business of greed,
Has disguised the starting of wars...
As missions to save humanity.
Such conflicts of hunger and homelessness exist,
Without threats associated to the terrorists.
And exposes those deeds achieved by the hypocrites...
That leaves the business of greed,
A clarifying representation of those using deceit.
With increased opportunities to feed their evils.
And advocating the belief a victory sought...
Will bring a people collectively to their feet to cheer.
Although these acts are diminishing in support and interest.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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To they who survive on less than one dollar a day
Hobos who're denied a decent shelter
And stripped of all vestiges of human dignity,
And poverty stricken villagers and desperate refugees
Who're denied decent medical care and access to justice,
And children who must forage for food in the dustbins
The just of the world have not forgotten you
And the soldiers who wage the wars of extermination
Against their own people,
And those who're forced to be the sex slaves
Of the moneyed and the toddlers who become child soldiers
And the misguided and greedy drug mules who are raped and
And tortured and hanged and left to rot in foreign jails
Our children
We have not forgotten you
And the world demands a true and more humane
World order that stands up to demand justice
For the victims of state sponsored violence
And justice for the victims of ritual murder and female
Genital mutilation and the victims of AIDS
And the entire universe demands
Justice for the victims of racist attacks and the victims of mob violence
And from the bosoms of their hearts the children of the world stand
Stand up as one and they demand justice for the victims of mindless
Violence and they cry out for justice for the victims of genocide
And they want to see the perpetrators of ethnic cleansing
Brought to justice to answer for their evil deeds
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Truth Frees
Truth frees!
Like a struggle from a cocoon,
To be butterflied!
To soar with beauty,
In Sun drenched skies.
Truth frees!
And that is seen from once closed eyes.
Freed from a consciousness known to exist,
In limitations condoned...
To magnetize those heartaches.
With fears and pains,
Shared to groan and felt to moan.
Truth frees!
A mind disconnected,
From disrespect and neglect.
To reflect upon rejection,
As tests to produce one's best.
With a satisfaction,
That brings one a peace of mind...
Now one can confess,
Brings one more rest.
Truth frees those who can accept,
Those lessons learned.
And on them can self examine,
A success that has progressed...
From low depths to heights now flown!
Truth frees,
A happiness trapped...
In doubts now lived,
Without comparing sorrows.
As if this is a gift to give!
'Are you a christian, democrat?
Independent or conservative?
Are you liberal or right wing?
Are you a socialist, capitalist...
Or a nonconformist?
With misfit mutterings?
Are you a nationalist,
With a patriotic point of view?
Are you racially inclined?
Exactly...
What are you? '
Truth frees!
Like a struggle from a cocoon,
To be butterflied!
To soar with beauty,
In Sun drenched skies.
Truth frees!
And that is seen from once closed eyes.
Freed from a consciousness known to exist,
In limitations condoned...
To magnetize those heartaches.
With fears and pains,
Shared to groan and felt to moan.
Truth frees!
'I see!
You're just another irrational radical.
Attempting to bring attention to yourself.'
Truth frees!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Shunned to Slander Those Wholesome
Shunned to slander those wholesome,
They did.
In protection of their standards.
In the hopes they would be long lived.
Good people they ruined...
In belief their quality of life was attacked,
By those who spoke with honesty!
To reveal to them a truth with facts.
Oh...
The people did not like that.
Especially those self righteous.
They vowed to keep their 'ways' intact.
And they campaigned against,
Those who abhorred them.
So those opposing...
Received cold shoulders.
Foolish now they feel.
Those who threw their noses up...
With such exuberant zest,
Thought to appeal.
Although now victims of their own ignorance,
They wish a forgiveness released will heal!
But those who spoke truth,
With a desire to save them...
From uncouth sleuths!
Freed from the wicked!
And choosing not to sacrifice their peace of mind.
Since doing that to retrack a past...
Could not mend a trashing meant to last.
Living in the 'now' with truth...
Had been pursued with others to share.
But too many then had valued their pretensions.
And their eyes now reveal...
A longing to erase their despair.
With a hunger someone approaches.
To offer them empathy.
And excuse their indignities shown!
But who can believe those fed to greed?
Or the depths of their embedded deceit...
Too well dispensed.
And too well known!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Taste For Evil
What are they wanting to win?
A hyped pride?
Or a lost dignity...
Rusting yet denied.
What are they hoping to gain?
A respect neglected.
A peace released gone unprotected?
From their own racistness.
Providing gloom, complaints...
And obvious unhappiness!
With bigoted wishes of those who dismiss...
The rights of others that should exist!
What is it they insist inflicted?
They have just one interest!
To rule and dominate.
But their hatred makes that impossible.
Since they have created...
They taste for evil to salivate!
And that beast within them feasts on sin.
Although The Almighty has sent,
Angels with divine powers...
To end opposition.
Assigned as their mission.
To stifle their gentrifying and horrific whims.
And a gentle voice within them...
With a certainty begins:
'This place I have created,
Will no longer be degraded or disgraced.
This is 'My' invention!
Erased you will be!
Since you pay 'Me' no attention!
None worthy to mention.'
And...
A vanishing to end begins.
With a silent implementation.
Blending scandalous slander.
And fear imposed.
Evaporating quick existences!
And closing eyes of those opposed.
Unsympathetically energetic.
And visible this process...
Is slowly bestowed!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Every Right There Is To Complain
You have the right to vote.
Invoke, provoke and joke.
Even going through the motions,
Is encouraged to promote.
And...
You also have the right,
To dislike being taxed.
With a growing of them stacked,
Packed and gift wrapped.
However...
The right not to pay them,
Will not get your property back.
And those who have tried that,
Have every right there is to complain.
With a vocalization done tear stained.
Remember this,
Your rights to be heard are granted.
And what you believed is wished,
Has been granted the right to be dismissed.
These are facts you can trace to track.
And...
With your disappearance into the woodwork,
One of the best rights you have,
That will achieve the quickest endorsement...
You will experience yet.
Without the need for a costly compaign.
This,
Believe it or not...
Is no exaggeration.
There you will find,
Your position taken advocated!
With a waste of your time and efforts observed.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Once That Letting Go Begins
Once that letting go begins,
There seems to be such freedom to admit...
Every aspect of pain and sorrow inflicted,
And held within, lifts.
Without anxiety...
One is freed!
A comforting peace is released inside.
And it no longer is important...
To keep conflicts kept.
With a brewing of embitterness,
Left denied one attempts to hide.
Once that letting go begins,
A forgiveness ends those mental mindblocks.
A healing mends.
And a bruising abuse comes to a stop.
Once that letting go begins.
Illnesses of all kinds fade,
To then be dropped.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Justice Justified
For a justice to be justified,
your thoughts have to be simplified.
To make a choice between two obligations,
truth and lies like dancing animations.
When your thoughts fight a lot,
to choose the good or to choose not.
Then pack up your complex mind,
and let your heart then find,
the truth in the truth,
the lie in the raising youth.
Only then you can do the justice,
when the truth you don't miss.
raise your voice and stand for good,
do everything, which you could.
Then the justice will be justified,
you complex mind now, Simplified....
poem by Ashwini Dey
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Often The Most Outrageous
If I am troubled,
And my issues...
Have not been kept secret.
Help me,
To secure the help.
And whatever it is I need,
To mend.
However...
If I remain insistent,
With a persistence...
Others who are capable,
To enable my healing process...
Do not have access to my co-operation.
And no longer have the tolerance,
To accept my belligent disrespect.
From my lips freely released.
Well...
Those issues and troubles I have,
Are not anyone else's responsibility.
Especially...
If I have proven to be that obnoxious.
And...
Those of celebrity,
With 'that' bestowed upon them...
Are often the most outrageous,
When it comes to their demands and whims.
No matter how gifted with wit or other talents.
It becomes difficult to face truths,
With realities produced.
From atop peaks one has reached,
With a seducing of immortality...
Believed.
'It is so unfortunate.
All the fame and wealth they had.'
~Apparently they didn't have enough 'life'...
To appreciate their blessings.~
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Beautiful eyes, Beautiful lies
Sunlight warms my face only in dreams of you
I know you'll wait for me...it's been too long
Beautiful eyes. beautiful lies to dull the pain
Beautiful eyes, beautiful lies...you're killing me
I would wait for years just to feel you again
I will die without you...would you my love?
Beautiful eyes, beautiful lies pour from your mouth as
You scream his name...you're killing me
Cries escape your sweet voice as I kiss you one last time
Do you remember me and our beautiful affair?
Look in my eyes and honestly tell me our love is gone!
Why have you turned your back on me?
One day you'll wake up and realize your mistake
Ice runs through my veins as I stand face to face with
The one who stole it all
Compassion is not an option
In love we're one, inseparable, pathetic lust, thus we crumble
I saw your eyes, I wiped your tears, I waited for you...
Who do you see with your eyes shut tight?
Cries escape your sweet voice as I paint my own goodbye
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These Rhapsodies
Policies they wish to fight.
Since they begin to become quite frightened.
Bitterness incites,
The politically self righteous.
A losing of their might.
And greed fed leisures slim their diets.
And this displeases them to fits.
A worthlessness now visits.
Less dining by candlelight.
And padlocked doors now shut so tight.
From penthouses are flights of fancy gone.
By those with noses once held high.
And no cab ride on credit is warned.
And these rhapsodies,
Once sung by greedy people.
Are played now on the streets.
And heard by those seen weeping.
And these rhapsodies,
Leave empty silent condos.
To dormant whims...
And shocked to handouts to them given.
And these rhapsodies,
Whining now on knees.
Hoping to awaken,
From such nightmarish screams.
And these rhapsodies,
Linger on in ears...
Of those who fix their eyes upon,
The ones who caused their tears!
A losing of their might.
And greed fed leisures slim their diets.
And this displeases them to fits.
A worthlessness now visits.
And these rhapsodies,
Once sung by greedy people.
Are played now on the streets.
And heard by those seen weeping.
And these rhapsodies,
Linger on in ears...
Of those who fix their eyes upon,
The ones who caused their tears!
And these rhapsodies,
Linger on in ears...
Of those who fix their eyes,
To see a people now in fear.
The same ones who once jeered!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Silence Of Indifference
if we do not write about rape issues
sensitive issues volatile issues explosive issues
if we do not voice our condemnation outrage
we then by default support these evils
with the silence of our indifference
with the silence of our fear cowardice
with our refusal to fight against injustice
with our refusal to fight prejudice inequality
with our refusal to fight for dignity for all humanity
poem by Terence George Craddock
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The Horrible Scene
On their deaths lies 46 dreadful tales
From their blood emerged boiling ire of revenge
Eyes on fire, multiple grinding teeth of tigers
Hearts ripped apart from their lost of kin
Massacre covered the glowing day of dreams
Slugs litter, Blood scattered
Watered the land in red, painted the lane - departed
Some were buried alive, some were raped
All ruthlessly slayed, in the name of political reign
Is this how to win the power by exterminating your contender?
Justice to those victims of this horrible scene!
Justice scream to those Maguindanao Massacre victims!
Don't just stand there watching, do something to stop these killings!
We are begging......please be God fearing, those who are ruling!
We don't want these scenes, we don't want sufferings.....please stop slaying! ! !
25th 0f November,2009
Please pray for all the victims of these dreadful injustices happening around the world! ! !
Thanks and love to all of you.......
poem by Catrina Heart
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When You Last Visited
With the wearing of emblems and symbols,
To declare a faith and belief to profess...
They've been saved and they show this has been addressed.
And the many who do this believe they've been released,
From creating to initiate chaos and confusion...
In their minds they keep affirmed until the seeking is reached.
And the ones not affiliated,
To designate themselves followers of a denomination claimed...
Are often solicited with a nitpicking them into guilt and shame,
For expressing their choice to stay away from hypocrites...
Found to gather in numbers to congregate their hidden ills,
As if to pray away the decadence and filth within them instilled.
'But you can not have a true relationship with God,
If you keep yourself separated from the church.'
~I find that odd...
That a bird, tree, blade of grass or any animal I pass,
Seem to exist without conflict.
And those who sit with their issues and conflicts,
Are more disturbed but quick to defend...
A teaching of The Word they do not listen to comprehend.~
'You are a heathen and you are going straight to hell.'
~Gee!
That sounds frightening.
But tell me this since you are experienced.~
'What's that? '
~When you last visited,
Was it really as hot as you remembered it? ~
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Silence!
Silence!
That is all that is left,
You now can offer.
Silence!
When your lips were needed,
To stop the heat of greed that fed...
You denounced a noncomformity,
As something those doing it would dred!
And here you are,
Being closed in...
By those who deceived 'you' instead!
Silence!
That's all that is required from you right now!
You have proven,
Like sheep...
Misfortunes thought were mine,
You believed you would never reap.
Has been designed to keep you mislead!
Now a sacrifice shared is weeped.
No one cares...
Tears from your eyes now you shed!
Silence!
Keep it...
As a sacrifice!
That is all you have left...
Tossing and turning your life,
Into a premature death.
With a shortened gasp of breath!
And with deception kept...
Your treasures hoarded,
Will quietly from you be swept,
Away!
As a silence bleeds...
From those who willfully allowed,
Themselves to be bled!
Self-righteous in rejecting those...
As you watched their hunger,
And homelessness spread!
Silence!
It's your turn...
To find no place to lay your head!
Silence!
Isn't that what you expected...
From those you said,
Were too low of life!
And denied them you did...
Of a fight to keep,
Their human rights!
Silence!
That's all that is needed from you.
No one cares what your objectives are.
You have already expressed...
Your selfish point of view!
And silence from others,
Comes to light!
As your plight is witnessed...
And subdues you to drown,
In standards that leave you...
Sinking underground!
Silence!
Is that clear?
That is all those who have survived,
Your sick conflicting inflicted nonsense...
Have chosen to dispel.
And from you...
Silence is all,
One wishes from you to hear!
With a peace released that swells!
No one but you,
Appreciates your created hell!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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